They met and went away.
I just saw them
I was looking forward to meeting
What is that?
I was looking forward to meeting
What is that?
I hear their musical voices
and see their pretty faces
I was looking forward
for a moment to smile ...
Last time before I understood
they emptied their confused mind
Their story was firing
They were not sorry
Their story was firing
They were not sorry
I was standing without a word
They decided to leave without a word

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